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I am feeling less exhausted.
Now to go to work and have all that energy sucked away.


Now for the question of the day: What ever happened to guitar Masses? You know...people singing stuff from Godspell and what not. (though somehow I can't picture someone singing "Turn Back O Man" during communion.)

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It was a day of covering for people along with covering up my barely masked incompetence. "Another typical day eh?" you faithful readers might say to yourself.
I come to work to find that I am covering for a co-worker who actually has a fairly complicated job. (well it isn't rocket-science but it requires a bit of nuance) I have suggested gently a few times that maybe I ought to have someone explain a few of the details to me because I have no fucking idea what I am doing most of the time. Yet? they seem satisfied with what I do and the co-worker I cover for seems happy enough with what I do. Maybe I shouldn't question it so much.
Before I could cover for the one co-worker the ever competent management asked that I cover for another individual who (I honestly believe) has the brains God gave a toaster. I did that for awhile. Oh then I covered for someone who called in sick. I got some work done. Not as much as I had hoped to accomplish. Ah well. What can you do?
I had a nice chat about irritating people with a friend. Namely irritating people who are in management. They accused him of having a "negative attitude" and such a description really threw me off. This is an individual who has a really light-hearted personality. I suppose they thought he was a real grumpy pants because he was honest when they asked him a question and they didn't care for the answer. People... I then went and had a rather frothy hot chocolate at Gelatiamo and worked on a story for awhile. I wanted some riso gelato but they didn't have any and of course when I finished my hot chocolate they brought out the riso gelato. I have to finish the story this weekend. I have to finish a number of writing projects this weekend. I will force myself to sit down and do it. There are times when it is a genuine bitch to force something. But you gotta do it.

I am reading a dandy new book. I should be finished with it tomorrow. (which reminds me I need to finish writing all the book reviews I have been saving up)

work work work.
I have a slight craving for cheapie ice cream sandwiches.
I will eat a banana instead.